The universe is false, and the whole dualistic world is false.

Even feeling the kindness of the universe is not a reason for me to stop, nor is it a temptation to stop me from moving forward.

I'm not done yet, so why not take a few more steps?

However, the scenery is really good now, and I am reluctant to leave. Although the feeling has dissipated, the feeling that the whole universe is in your hands will not be easily forgotten.

I'm no longer a separate droplet, I'm no longer a separate character, and the whole world of false duality seems to beckon to me. Because all of them are woven of materials in dreams, and they are all distorted.

The role of Yuan Changwen is as fake as Hushui. The only difference is that "I exist" can perceive everything about Yuan Changwen's character. In other words, Yuan Changwen can know that "I exist" can be perceived through himself.

As to whether "I exist" can be perceived by anything else, I don't know.

It's a really great feeling, and I don't know why I want to give it up and move on. And moving forward means facing discomfort, and putting yourself on the fire, and you haven't had enough of that kind of suicidal behavior?

Really, as soon as the thought of moving forward was mentioned, that feeling completely dissipated, and it was obvious that it seemed that there was a new wave of discomfort coming. I don't know what else is holding me back, but it seems that every time I feel uncomfortable, I feel inexplicable.

Of course, it will be inexplicable, because fear itself is inexplicable. Obviously he shouldn't be afraid but he is bound by a thick fear, obviously he doesn't have these distortions at all, but he is afraid to take a step forward by opinions and opinions. And these things are all created out of nothing, and they are all false illusions.

What could be more inexplicable than this?

Yuan Changwen smiled slightly, and actually raised a few small blisters and slowly floated upward. These small blisters change their light due to their shape. Even in the depths of the dark lake, you can see these small bubbles.

I don't know, I don't know anything. Feel free, whatever you let drive the ship of life is better than the twist in the character's head. Think about it, how afraid do you have to let the character drive the ship of life and believe the shit in the character's head?

Whether it is the finiteness of the knowledge in the mind, or the constant feedback given by reality, it proves that believing in the distortion of the mind is the biggest mistake. And I, it took so many chapters of slashing to see this. As for when it will be done, it will be another long journey.

Whether I can finish it or not, I can't trust the twist in my head anymore. Even if human thinking has brought about the splendor of the entire human civilization, even if human cognition has made the human species a transgalactic existence, it is not a reason for me to believe in my own brain.

After all, I can't be sure at all that the past existed.

Besides, even if it existed in the past, even if human beings really went from an ordinary species to the current dominant position, there is no reason to continue to believe in the distortion of the mind. Because, who stipulates that this splendor of human civilization is a good thing?

I believe that the cognition in my mind is nothing more than these things that led the human ancestors step by step to the present, step by step to control nature, step by step out of the home planet, step by step to the vast sea of stars. What if none of this is a good thing?

Then believing in the cognition in the head will naturally become a bad thing.

Of course, how do I know it's not a good thing? The answer is that I don't know, just as I don't know if it's a bad thing. If you don't know, then you should say you don't know, why do you say this very well?

Not a twist or what?

I've found that everything in life is pulling on me, trying to keep myself from focusing on slashing. And when I identify with the authenticity of life, I dare not abandon life and devote myself to slaughter.

That's right, even after so many chapters, even if a lot of content is repeated killing, it still doesn't seem that I am fully engaged. There are always things going on, there are always some life obstacles to killing, and the only fortunate thing is that when you are quiet alone, the uncomfortable feeling unique to killing will slowly attack.

I don't want to tell if it's melancholy or depression, or sadness or sadness. Anyway, there is a feeling of discomfort permeating the heart, if you kill yourself, then with the beating of the words will gradually get rid of the discomfort. Of course, there is also the possibility that you will not be able to get rid of it for the time being.

But in the end, there will always be a killing, because nothing false can withstand the focus of thought. If I take the illusion as real, then I can re-treat the illusion as an illusion.

Alas, I am so useless! Such weakness can appear to me!

It seems that I can't find the target to kill, and I can't find the way forward, is this how the whole slash keeps repeating itself?But I know that there must be something standing in my way, otherwise, how could I not move forward?

It's that I don't want to move forward, it's that I don't want to continue to kill, it's all because I don't have anyone else.

I no longer have to face falsehood for a long time, I no longer have the anger to tear myself apart, I no longer have the strength to continue to move forward and lose my family, beauty, kindness, and so on.

It seems that it is good now, to feel the goodwill of the universe, to feel your own ease, to slash out some false self-definition. Although he retains the role, it is already a lite version of the character and does not have so much weight.

Is that really all there is to it?

Yuan Changwen shook his arm slightly, feeling the cold lake water and a lot of resistance, as if he wanted to break free but had nowhere to break free. Who can free himself from the entanglement of water in the water?

If there are no people, it will not be disturbed by the lake. So, the problem is not the existence of the lake at all, but the existence of people. There is no role, and naturally it will not be affected by the role.

So, the role is the biggest problem.

Think of those twists, where each person speaks out of their mouths with various twisted perceptions and opinions, and then reinforces the twists of the characters through these twists to each other. Cognitive upgrading is to make the character's distortion more, and then defeat other character distortions to get more attention.

Which cognitive upgrade user is not looking forward to his own success? not hoping to soar one day? not hoping that he can stand up to the sky, not wanting to show his own difference, not wanting to control his life?

Is there something wrong? That's right.

The problem is me, not anyone else at all.

I still agree with other people's opinions, and I will echo them. Oh my God, when is this shit going to end? Why do I want to make the character look handsome?

Wouldn't you feel disgusted when you lost your role? Even now, after feeling the kindness of the universe, I still haven't gotten rid of my role, and I still believe in the distortion in my head.

Damn it.